A lean, quietly elegiac postscript to the protaganist's existence... told in simple, restrained prose, this is a novel brimming with humanity - one to savour
Hephzibah Anderson, Observer
Written with admirable restraint and composed with sturdy, elegant prose, it's an object lesson in the fact that, sometimes, less can be more. Human and moving
Daily Mail
A quarter of a century in the making, Peter Pouncey's first novel is laden with the fruits of a lifetime's reflection... The detail reveals Pouncey as a brilliant miniaturist
Guardian
A lean, quietly elegiac postscript to the protaganist's existence... told in simple, restrained prose, this is a novel brimming with humanity - one to savour
Hephzibah Anderson, Observer
Written with admirable restraint and composed with sturdy, elegant prose, it's an object lesson in the fact that, sometimes, less can be more. Human and moving
Daily Mail
A quarter of a century in the making, Peter Pouncey's first novel is laden with the fruits of a lifetime's reflection... The detail reveals Pouncey as a brilliant miniaturist
Guardian
A lean, quietly elegiac postscript to the protaganist's existence... told in simple, restrained prose, this is a novel brimming with humanity - one to savour
Hephzibah Anderson, Observer
Written with admirable restraint and composed with sturdy, elegant prose, it's an object lesson in the fact that, sometimes, less can be more. Human and moving
Daily Mail
A quarter of a century in the making, Peter Pouncey's first novel is laden with the fruits of a lifetime's reflection... The detail reveals Pouncey as a brilliant miniaturist